Daily Archives: February 27, 2017

We Hold These Truths

Posted on February 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. Dawn’s a grinning ghost, a whispercurl scar of shadowdance moon and bubble-breath breeze. Open a giggle jar. Spill your stars. Rise, twist clouds to dance. Spark (one) chance. Green our skin with lull of leaves. Cue the journey. Melt. … Continue reading →

Posted in dVerse poems, Quadrille | Tagged giggle, Q44, Quadrille, the one where she uses all the words, the one with all the words | 18 Comments

Addressing the Day

Posted on February 27, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. The world’s gone gray. We say more than we want; less than we mean. Asphalt slate, erased. Smoke sky. Even the breeze has teeth. Are we grieving something? Leaving something behind? Trying to bind ourselves a new center? Oh, … Continue reading →